There’s a story in today’s Boston Herald — with the classically yawn-inducing hyperbolic headline “Hero Hub cop saves families from blaze” in all-caps, of course — in which “Inside the burning house, 19-year-old Cindy Castro was awakened by the doorbell.”
In the editors’ meeting yesterday, the city editor on duty described the story and muttered that she didn’t know what someone was doing still in bed at 10 a.m. (Actually, the fire was noticed at 10:30 a.m., meaning Castro was awoken even after that.)
People wonder why newspapers aren’t doing so hot with younger readers. It may be because they hire editors mystified that someone may have been up so late that they could still be in bed past dawn.
On the other hand, I may just have been offended by what’s implied by the question. I was asleep until 11 a.m.
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Welcome to Waitressland! Where everyone is mystified that you might be asleep past ten a.m., and you regularly take flak for imagined laziness.
When I put the finishing touches on my Night-O-Matic Ray, man, watch out. All of them, all of those morning people, they'll be sorry then.
Yes, I woke up to a 9:40 phone call this morning, why do you ask? From a friend who chirped, "gee, I just figured since I was awake, you would be too!"
My current head-scratching favorite moment of "where was the editor?", however, is this one:
They all were pregnant, with futures that seemed sure to unfold over many years.Versus the other kind of futures, that are sure to unfold over many seconds? What kind of pap is this?
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